Lyrics:
(The Pennygreen Automobile Society)
Their cars are shaped like rockets too
I think they might all take jet fuel
The members of the club won't never tell
I DO BELIEVE SHE'S MADE OF STEAM
SOMETHING GOOD, NEVER SEEN
I DO BELIEVE IN THE RECIPE,
WELL IT ́S SO SWEET, SO SWEET
BEAT THE ANIMAL WITH A CLUB
in my automobile (hey)
Let him eat it with his grills, he keep tellin' me to chill (hey)
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
in my automobile (hey)
Let him eat it with his grills, he keep tellin' me to chill (hey)
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
Words be slurring
Vision is blurring
I’m still enduring
Need some assurance
Sneaking the automobile
I hope the whip got insurance
I move you move
We know
a pill
I'm on some dumb shit, by the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and fuck him in my automobile
Let him eat it with
Fill em up
I gotta finish em
Sick of the niggas that's acting irregular
Iller than all of the niggas that's in the club
Check out the automobile
club gotta basment
With a bathroom
and
Outside, vocal booth,
plane, train, automobile or even in the lunch room
Ladies
in the place all you need is
P-Y-D, P-Y-D)
On a plane, a train, an automobile doesn't matter
I'mma put you down (P-Y-D, P-Y-D, P-Y-D)
All the way down (P-Y-D, P-Y-D, P-Y-D)
And it
have no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't
people who are civilized bang you with automobiles
You know you can get hurt that way Daniel
At the movies they have got to pay many coconuts to see
names
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Don't you know me? I'm
names
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Don't you know me? I'm
no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning America, how are you?
Said, "Don't you
Freight yards full of old black men
The graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Singing good morning America, how are you?
Saying, don't you know me I'm
civilized bung you with automobile
(You know you can get hurt that way Daniel)
At the movies they have got to pay many coconuts to see
(What do they see,
full of old black men
And the graveyards of rusted automobiles
[Chorus]
Good mornin' America, how are you?
Don't you know me? I'm your native son!
civilized bung you with automobile (You know you can get hurt that way Daniel?)
At the movies they have got to pay many coconuts to see (What do they see,
names,
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.
Good morning America how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your
have no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't
Let’s start the party tonight
Move your body in the club esta noche
In the club feeling dance your hands up
Muevelo mami rompelo
Let’s start
Let’s start the party tonight
Move your body in the club esta noche
In the club feeling dance your hands up
Muevelo mami rompelo
Let’s start
full of old black men
And the graveyards of rusted automobiles
[Chorus]
Good mornin' America, how are you?
Don't you know me? I'm your native son!
have no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't
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